Councils and the govt want to play games with peoples lives. With no afforable housing solutions and homelessness on the rise.. more and more people are being forced into cars and vans trying to make the best of a horrific situation. Housing minister, if councils are pushing people out, you’re doing nothing about it and have no housing… whats the solution? We have a few.. enough is enough. The hostility needs to end. People need safe spaces and communities.Ive watched security and rangers try to open peoples vehicls whilst they belive no ones watching, onlt target people in vans or cars with sleeping gear and behave aggressively towards them. Ive seen women being cornered by rangers after showering and the rangers not allowing the woman to dress before making her stand and talk to 3 of them.. all men of course.. and much more. Sickened to my core by what’s happening here in perth and around australia. When people need compassion and understanding we are seeing the worse epidemic of entitlement. We will not be silent and stand by. #whendoesitend #6pr #channel9 #theproject #australianhousingcrisis #perth #fyp #todaytonight #accurrentaffair #homelessness #housingcrisis #abcperth

♬ Down Under – LVNDSCAPE & Rat City

A mate sent me the above link. He has been on the road for 8 years and finally been given a Government Housing Commission home for his wife and 6 kids. I was in a government housing for 16 years when I became ill and finally walked off the property after houses around me were being burnt, pools of blood from stabbings were left at my front gate. I could go on and on about neighbors with domestic abuse and drug selling but I wont.

Ive been traveling for 5 years now and just find it interesting that I know people with full time employment that can not get a housing loan, the rental prices are through the roof and caravan parks are at maximum capacity.Van life that was once considered trendy is now becoming a way of life for many that can not afford to live any other way. I sold my caravan and brought the Sprinter because I never wanted to stay in another caravan park again after the last few experiences. I no longer talk to people when traveling when in an area for more than a few days now so as not to attract drama.

So the federal government solution is to make housing unaffordable to purchase and if you can get a loan your paying if off for the rest of your life, the state government makes it so you cant afford to rent even if you can find a place to rent and when your forced to live in your vehicle the local government turfs you out of using and parking around amenity blocks.Social housing is a 10 year wait and usually puts you into another class of hell altogether that becomes hard to escape from once your in it, that many I know can attest to.

On my last trip I barely spoke to anyone for the last month of traveling, especially the normal’s. The few people I did talk to weren’t classed as middle class Australians. I ran out of cash for a while and grabbed some meals from the local housing co-op in Burnie. All nice people and ended up doing a weeks voluntary work there in the gardens. On the ferry home I started talking to a guy two seats up who had a tattooed head and a D-shackle through the nose. One of the nicest people I met on the whole trip.

However the most interesting conversation I have had in a very long time was with a homeless dude in a park. I like to move the van during the day and go back to a good spot of a night so it doesn’t appear your there all the time and moved down the coast to wait for the ferry home at a small parkland. This guy had set up his sleeping bag on a park bench and was saying hello to everyone that passed by. I passed him on my walk to rehab the leg when he spoke to me and we ended up chatting for the next 3 hours.

He talked of his childhood, how he lived now, his camp in the shrubbery a few hundred meters away where no one could see him, how he found food, the drug problems in that state and the areas to stay away from. I gave him one of my spare military surplus blankets. I couldn’t have slept out rough with the sleeping bag he was using. I eventually had to sit down and rest back at the van and decided to take off but returned shortly after. He thought I didn’t want to say goodbye however I brought him a pack on chicken honey and soy kebabs for the bbq that he hanged around getting left overs from picnickers. I hadn’t seen him eat all day and wanted to know he had something in his stomach before I left to go on the ferry a few hours later. That conversation changed my life in many ways.

The one thing that stands out the most was his perception of me. After talking for a short while he said he was a little taken aback when I stopped to talk. As most people either ignored him or would just nod to his greetings. However he said I looked like someone that would walk up and talk to anyone and wasn’t afraid of anything from my demeanor. I cracked up laughing because I told him I was in pain most of the time, could barely walk and had trouble breathing after the pneumonia and had lost 5 kilo when in Tasi. I still smile when I think of it. I hope he is doing well.